After Eliza left, Destiny and Jake went to the police station to fill out the reports and answer questions, the same questions asked in different ways over and over again. The detective was a wolf that Jake knew in passing and had a good reputation with both the humans and wolves."Again Detective Clark, I didn't see the man who tampered with the brakes," Destiny said for the 100th time."And it wasn't a truck you'd seen before?" Detective Clark asked as Diego, a beta from Wolfgang shook his head. He was the sole eyewitness and was fed up with answering questions."I couldn't see the plate because it was covered with mud, as was most of the truck, and I'm not colour what colour it was either. It might have been white, silver-grey maybe grey. It might have been a GMC or a Chevy. And it did have those black-out windows.""What did the driver do again?""Flicked a lighted cigarette out the window. The smell of gas was strong, and that had me wor

"It's late; are you prepared to retire to your bed?" Destiny asked Jake."I'm not sleepy," he stated emphatically."You're probably too preoccupied with wearing a hole in the carpet to be sleepy. Please come to bed, my mate." She said patting the space next to hers."I'm just going to toss and turn. It's pointless for both of us to be awake all night." He grumbled and paced around the room."Who brought up the subject of sleeping?" she said, smiling deftly at him. He came to a complete stop and turned to face her."Ahh... now we're getting somewhere."He walked over to her and embraced her with his arms wrapped around her. Just thinking about losing her had turned his insides into a mess, and it was making his stomach hurt. The thought of trying to live his life without her filled him with dread."I don't want you to be concerned about me all the time," she whispered, clearl

The first bursts of hunger pangs hit Chris as he was driving through the town. He was supposed to meet a friend at the square, but he decided to stop for a bite to eat while he was in the area instead. There was nothing to eat at home. They were surviving on takeaways and the occasional frozen meal. He had considered learning to cook, but if his father had caught him doing what he considered to be 'woman's work,' he would have blown a gasket and thrown a fit. He was starting to get tired of fast food. He had not realized how good his mother's cooking was until now. He didn't want to admit it, but there was a lot they took for granted when it came to Mom. He wished there was some way for him to communicate with her.But that was not an option unless he wanted to be dragged away from their territory in a body bag by his people. Jake would kill him.He couldn't hold it against him. As a result of what he had done to Destiny and his mother... damn it, he was ashamed. And he

Grace grasped her chest and dropped the stack of plates she had been holding. His heart was pierced with pain like a live wire. She sank to the ground, doubling over in anguish."Grace!" Before her head hit the floor, Arthur went up to her and grabbed her."What's the matter, Grace? Speak to me!" Arthur remarked.She became conscious of what had just happened as she glanced at the ceiling."David...David is dead!" she exclaimed, a deadpan expression on her face."What? How did you figure that out?""I felt it," she struggled to find the right word, "we were still linked by the mate bond. I could feel it snap. My chest continues to pain." She clenched her fists over her chest.Arthur's phone rang as though on cue. He answered the phone and then looked at Grace. "David is dead," he whispered.***************Chris awoke in an unknown room as he opened his eyes. He was trying to sit up as he gazed around